Maxen let out a hearty laugh at Olivia's lack of trust in her own brother. Who would blame her anyway?
Oliver oozed with so much cockiness that one would often find themselves itching whether he could deliver—may it be a business deal or a hidden talent that a few people in his circle knew he had.
Clawing Olivia's waist and pinning her to his side, he planted a kiss to the side of her head whilst they walked towards the plane.
Before boarding the plane, Maxen stepped away from the door and let other passengers get in before them.
He triple-checked Olivia's harness, enjoying the rare occasion that Olivia was under his thumb, behaving like a sheep.
"Good girl Olivia is such a turn on," he voiced out his arousal. A corner of his mouth tilted in a sexy half-smile as he trained his gaze on her.
"But evil Olivia is so much better." she breathed out when Maxen tightened her leg strap.
